the lullaby
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
"Mmmmm." Remi half-moans, but that's only because of the way he's clenching his teeth. Breezing out of the ThE StUdy and finding it instantly easier to breathe, the alchemist is almost through the kitchen before he registers what Finn has said. "Oh, no." He calls, trying to sound casual but likely just sounding strained. Reaching for his scarf and jacket, it's with a hasty glance over his shoulder that the alchemist realizes he has left his glass out.
'Sorry, my water..I forgot.' He murmurs in a rush, sounding apologetic as he hurriedly wrapped his scarf around his neck (far too tightly), and shrugged into his jacket.
So it was that Remi managed to slam the door behind him before taking his first full breath since Finn's papercut, only to realize that doing so yielded an intense swarm of Finn in his nostrils. Looking down only to realize he'd grabbed the ex-Spyglass's scarf instead of his own, Remi's mind decides almost instantly that it isn't going back for.
Smelling of Finn is better than smelling his blood, after all.
~FIN
'Sorry, my water..I forgot.' He murmurs in a rush, sounding apologetic as he hurriedly wrapped his scarf around his neck (far too tightly), and shrugged into his jacket.
So it was that Remi managed to slam the door behind him before taking his first full breath since Finn's papercut, only to realize that doing so yielded an intense swarm of Finn in his nostrils. Looking down only to realize he'd grabbed the ex-Spyglass's scarf instead of his own, Remi's mind decides almost instantly that it isn't going back for.
Smelling of Finn is better than smelling his blood, after all.
~FIN
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
